Hugh Grant’s newie movie “The Rewrite” is out Friday.
“I play an award-winning Hollywood screenwriter. There are moving, touching scenes. Things go bad and he becomes a professor upstate. We filmed in Binghamton, NY, a delightful city where the university confers Bearcat status on you.”
“No. I’ve watched several films but can’t remember the names. I was attending a premiere of ‘Virunga,’ but somehow the big bruiser at the door didn’t recognize me, so I got turned around and saw one of the nominated ones at my local cinema, but don’t remember which.”
Hugh Grant, formerly moviedom’s romantic-comedy king, was once in and out of sheets and on and off mattresses. So would he go naked like actors of today?
“I showed my ass once. I was 25 then. It was a quite nice-looking 25-year-old ass then. I no longer plan on flashing it, except to my 2-year-old son. Now, most days when he sees it, it makes him laugh. Nor have I interest in showing any of my other bits either.
“Next I’m making ‘Florence Foster Jenkins,’ a classy film with Meryl Streep about terrible singer Florence Foster Jenkins who believed she was a genius. I play a young husband. Takes place during a 1940s summer and is set in New York, but we’re shooting in London. I don’t quite understand that. Although it’s a Stephen Frears movie, I’m told New York’s now just too damn expensive.
“So I’m only here a few days, then back to London,” where, may he know, things cost more than in New York.